Black Dragon Code

The realm of the undead is not big. In fact, the area of ​​the entire Underdark is pitifully small. If it is placed in Elradia, it is only about the distance from Mostel Canyon to the Green Capital Rainforest, and its edge is The bubble-shaped space barrier, in which is an illusory reflection, blocks everything.

Entering this land of death, even the already dim light seems to have become more gloomy, and due to the enrichment of shadow elements, the temperature in this place is frighteningly low, and the dry and icy air is enough to make ordinary creatures feel Respiratory pain.

"My lord, please go this way."

The horse's hooves stepped on the black and hard frozen soil. The original ruler of this place: the black knight Negundro, is now leading the way for the black dragon. They are about to go to the birthplace of the high-level undead - the shadow pool.

And Luna, the little elf who has been sticking to Caesar, didn't follow this time. In the little guy's own words, these skeletons are too scary to look at, and she panics when she looks at them. She is afraid that the realm of the undead will suddenly appear. The ghosts and resentful spirits in the house were frightened into problems, so they simply stayed in their lair and waited for the return of the black dragon.

Caesar has nothing to worry about. The war is over, and the north has completely stabilized. Gnolls and Lizardmen are stationed near his lair. Nero and his barghest clan will also take care of him. The little guy stays there There are basically no security issues.

"How long will it take?" Caesar stopped Negundro and asked after crossing a small black pool.

"Well……"

The black knight glanced at the orcs who were following behind the black dragon, always keeping vigilant and looking around, a little embarrassed: "At our current speed, I'm afraid it will take a while, my lord."

The orcs didn't like the undead, and there had just been a war. Even with Caesar's appeasement, the warriors of the Stone Crow clan still couldn't let go. They were extremely vigilant along the way, always ready to deal with sudden sneak attacks.

They were worried that if they reached Negendro's territory, the other party would bite back.

Of course, there is no need to worry about this, but it is also a good thing to be vigilant, and Caesar let them go, no matter the real dragon or the undead, time is not a problem for them.

The purpose of the Stone Crow clan to go to the realm of the undead was not to accompany and protect Caesar. The grown-up black dragon is more or less protecting them in turn. The orcs are mainly responsible for transportation this time. The corpse was transported all the way back.

Caesar wants to transform her into a corpse dragon.

Real dragons are full of treasures. Their bones can be used to make staffs, and their scales can be used to make weapons.

Those are rare magic materials, their blood can also be used to complete some irreversible blood curses, and their flesh...

Meat……

Dragon meat is the most famous delicacy in Elradia, and countless human nobles and higher races are flocking to it. Therefore, real dragon meat is extremely valuable in Alradia, and it is hard to find.

That is to say, if Caesar is really messed up to the point of appalling, he can still make a living by selling meat. Anyway, his own body recovers very quickly, and it will not be a problem to produce more than ten catties a day.

He has even found a way out for himself.

However, this guy seems to have forgotten that his meat does not contain elemental magic power. Strictly speaking, it is not real dragon meat at all. People will only treat it as dragon beast meat in the end.

And that price is much lower than that of a real dragon.

Of course, these were all things that Caesar hadn't considered, so this guy is still flattered until now, and has even begun to think about a specific plan to use his own flesh to collect a lot of money.

Back to the topic, Caesar considered for a while about the follow-up disposal of the disaster dragon, and soon decided to transform it into a corpse dragon. After all, there is no race that knows how to create magic items in our own forces. Even if there is, there is no Other expensive materials may not be able to cast any rare treasures.

It's better to turn it into your own help.

"The more the burial ground is rich in shadow elements, the more powerful undead can be born, and in the process of transforming the corpse dragon, the more power of the dragon will be retained."

This is what the senior undead Nagendro told Caesar, so they didn't consider the first two shadow pools at all, but went straight to the deepest part of the undead realm, to the original birth point of the undead in this underdark region There the transformation ceremony takes place.

"Kah."

God knows where there are so many skeletons in this area where there are no living things. Along the road, there are bone frames of various shapes everywhere. Because they didn't pick the way, there were continuous crackling sounds from the black dragon's feet.

But what is interesting is that the skeleton stepped on by Caesar this time turned out to be alive.

After discovering that half of his body had been trampled, Caesar seemed to realize something from the scattered skeletons under his feet. He got up smoothly and nimbly, assembled the strange-shaped body indiscriminately, placed the skull on the elbow joints, touched the ground with his claws, and quickly Get out of sight of the black dragon, jump into the riverbank and fall apart again.

"This is the lowest skeleton, my lord."

Nagendro introduced to Caesar that he stared at the skeleton the whole time, but he didn't knock out the small bones that were obtrusive: ""They have just been born, and they can't even receive orders, and they can't communicate. "

It can be seen that even among the undead, there is a self-consistent ecosystem.

Caesar just found it interesting, and didn't take the episodes along the way to heart. After walking forward again for nearly an hour, they came to the shadow pool with the largest area in the entire Underdark.

It was a huge area, obviously repaired by the undead, and there were buildings left behind; they used bones to build a wall similar to the ancient Roman Colosseum, which was higher than when Caesar stood on all fours, and Extremely thick, majestic and majestic.

The mottled bone fragments bear traces of the alternating erosion of time and magic power, but these are only the outer protective and iconic buildings. The real core of the Boneyard lies in the shadow pool surrounded by bones.

The shadow elements in this place are extremely rich, and have even liquefied into a pool of water, which is dark blue, flowing and surging in the shadow pool, and there are scattered bones in it, sinking and floating in the shadow liquid.

Countless bubbles emerged from the pool water. The temperature in this place was terribly low, even frost and snow had fallen, but it was still bubbling. It was a spectacle.

"Are you really determined to do this? My lord." Negundro couldn't help asking again as soon as the action was about to take place.

"Is there any problem?" Caesar looked at him slightly surprised.

The black knight was stunned. The black dragon's expression and tone didn't look like a disguise, but in his perception, no matter whether it was a metal dragon or a five-color dragon, he would never treat his own kind like this. He had never seen such a cruel real dragon.

"...as you wish, my lord."

In any case, the Calamity Dragon is the trophy of the black dragon lord, and how to deal with it should be arranged by the black dragon. Therefore, after repeated confirmation, Negendro stopped talking, silently began to execute the order, and started to deal with the skeletons that were originally conceived in the shadow pool. Clean it all out.

Afterwards, the orcs held up the corpse of the disaster dragon. Although it was an adult, this rare real dragon was only about nine meters long. Compared with the adult white dragon, it was considered a pocket size. It can grow up to ten meters, and the red dragon, the crown of five-color dragons, can reach as much as twenty meters.

Disaster Yelong's body gradually sank into the shadow pool and disappeared.

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